“A duel?! A bloody duel? What with; flintlock pistols, sabres, bottles of vodka?” Boris exclaimed.
“He didn’t actually specify, Mr. Prime…errm, do I still call you Prime Minister?”
“You most certainly do, Jeremy. For that is what I am until HM orders me sent to the Tower.”
“I do believe that, under duelling rules, it is up to the challenged to choose.”
“Hmm. he’s older than me, is he not?”
“69, but he looks pretty fit.”
Boris pondered and said: “I could challenge him to a bike race. I’m pretty damned sure I’d win that. Where is this supposed to take place?”
“On the border between Lithuania and Russia,” Jeremy replied.
“If I win, I’ll be a bally hero. I might even get re-elected as Tory Party leader. Accipio.”
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